Surviving Life and The Traumatic Events that Change Us: Changes

Surviving Life and The Traumatic Events that Change Us: Changes

Changes

Wow, so it has been a very long time since I have been here. Blogging again after so long is almost like being unwrapped from a full body cast, head to toe.

The things I am going to be writing about are not always going to be about surviving traumatic events and what happened to me and others but, I am going to be writing about these things.

I have a story in mind. This story is one that you will have you coming back to my blog for more, a story about a fantasy life that has been lived out in a fantasy world. It has been lived out in a virtual world so it is more non-fiction than fiction but then again, it has been lived in virtual reality so; make up your own mind. Is a virtual life fiction or non-fiction? Although the characters are virtual there are real people putting the action, emotion and communication behind the characters.

The stories are based on real people and their experiences in a virtual world called Second Life. You may have heard of it. I don’t want to go into the psychological views because there are many opinions out there on virtual lives. Each person that experiences and keeps going back has their own reasons. Some are there because they are disabled in real life and in a virtual world they can walk, fly, do almost anything and be almost anything. Some have illnesses that make it almost impossible for them to live life to the fullest it was meant to be lived but they can in a virtual world.

Everyone has their own opinion, even doctors but until you live someone else’s life, even the doctors have no right to dictate what is better for a person than that person themselves. And again, that is an opinion, my opinion and isn’t the world full of opinions? So many, that the world has become scary with them. I am not saying that if a doctor tells you that you need medication that you don’t have to listen to them; I am only saying that in my own experience, this virtual world has brought life to me that I could not find anywhere else in this world.

Let me give you an example. A woman sits alone, sad and lonely. She has very few friends and her family does not live in the same town. She has no one to talk to most of the time or share a little time with where someone is holding her, cuddling with her, telling her she is beautiful, sharing things that they love doing together. But, that person can go online into a virtual world and share those moments with someone. It is not physically real but it is emotionally real and psychologists have proven that the effects mentally can be the same and most of all comforting. Some say it is just putting a band aid on real life but for some, there is no source of a real life cure to what ails them.

For some, it is the only way that they are ever going to get to feel those feelings that they long for. To hear someone tell them that they are perfect and beautiful or to have someone to do things with that they have in common. That can be impossible for some in life.

So, there is the future for my blog in black and white. Come back for more if you like. I still desire to entice you and mystify you, keep you coming back for more.

Sincerely,

Anne Thompson, still surviving.

Introducing Gloria's Designs by artist Gloria Thompson

My mother, her name is Gloria Joyce Thompson and she is 78 years old. Wow! That is hard for me to believe. You would never know that to see her. She is so beautiful and wonderful and still has my Daddy right by her side. It is amazing to see these two together after being married for 60 some years. It is absolutely a beautiful love story.
My mother, though has been a very busy girl and I just have to tell the world all about it! . She has found a way to help subsidize their income and do something that she loves so she has successfully created beautiful art in Jewelry.  Let me tell you she has done an amazing job! I want to help the world to see this beauty so I decided to highlight her work in my blog to help her feel super special and to show off her work. Here are some pictures of her amazing work. Like it, love it, pin it and then wear and be happy! All that you see here can be found at http://designsbygloria.weebly.com/

Enjoy and come by and see us.

Back to trucking. Needing a Miralce!

We need a Miracle

I am asking; no let’s just say that I am ready at this point to beg! Who are we? My name is Anne, I am 45 years old and I am sick. That isn’t going to get better. It takes medical help to get well these days and I do not have that. Then there is my husband Jeff. He is an amazing man. He works harder than any man I have ever known to take care of his family. We also have three children, all grown except one, Andy. Andy is 24 years old and suffers from a traumatic brain injury that happened during a car accident when he was only 10 months old. He is a wonderful boy that does the best he can. He does have a part time job and he can drive and run errands. If you met him you would probably say that he is the sweetest guy you have ever met. He does not have book smarts but he knows how to respect and love others no matter what and that is a rare find. He understands how to treat a lady and how to know the difference.

My husband is also a rare find. He is honest and true. The love we have a true and I and grateful that if I have nothing in this world, I know I have true love, real love.

With all of that we are still losing it all. Jeff drives a truck for a living, and trust me; he is not what you would normally see in a truck driver. He is smart; he is good looking, clean shaven, respectful, honest and has a heart of gold. He has to, he loves me.  

The problem is that our truck is old and it breaks down every week and it takes everything we make to keep it up and running and yes, it is the only job that he can do. We are drowning in our truck because of the trucking industry and all the industries attached to that. Trucking companies are trying to survive these days by stealing from the drivers with the trucks and the truck manufacturers are doing the same by making parts that they know will not work so that those that own trucks constantly have to buy the parts to keep the trucks running. There is no fixing this. The trucking industry is the biggest mob on the planet.

The only way possible to survive is not to buy a new truck, which would be nice so I could ride and live with my husband too, but that would cause bigger problems because the new trucks are worse than the old trucks. What our old truck needs is a makeover. It needs an overhaul and a new transmission and new tires all the way around and a job that pays well enough to maintain that truck and the bills at home. Is that too much to ask out of anyone?

The trucking industry used to be designed to work well for anyone interested. That was fifty years ago. Now, there are so many thieves in the business and greed has taken over. Now the industry is made up of rip off artist that make it a game to see who can steal the most and who can stay on top the longest. Trucking companies are not regulated by anyone! It is true. Not even the government. The only thing that regulates the trucking industry is the DOT and they only care what happens on the road, so trucking companies can do whatever they want, no one over sees them at all!

So, what I am asking for is help.  We need a home, right now we live in a mobile home that is falling apart and there is more money against it than it is worth by far. We only have one vehicle and my son has to have that to get to work, which is only part time because no one will give him job due to his disability. Me? I’m a waste. I am irrelevant. I can’t pull my own weight and I am sorry for that. What has happened to me can’t be fixed, not without a lot of medical help.

That is what is happening in the USA now. Those that can will make it, the strong, the smart and the rich. Those that can’t won’t get help, they will eventually die. I guess that is what the government is doing. It is their way of finding survival. It’s called population control I guess.

It is sad that the rich in the country just feel sorry for the rest of us but it’s not like they are going to help anyone. They say, “Why would the poor do this or do that?”  As if we are a group of people with a disease.

Would there be anyone to answer this plea? Would anyone even ever see this plea? I doubt it. I have put a lot of stuff on the internet and no one has ever seen anything I have ever put on the internet. I even wrote a book and tried to market it. I have only sold four books in a years’ time. I have tried to learn internet marketing but the internet is a sea, a very large ocean and again, it takes a lot of money to make money on the internet.

It is amazing to me that the government is working so hard to reduce the amount of citizens that it has but yet most people can’t find not even one person to care. It is amazing that in a sea of people living among us that so many of us are alone and lonely. The government is waiting for the weak to die so that the rich can inherit the world. It is working and probably a lot quicker that you may think. And then, it confuses me that the USA welcomes everyone from other countries and gives them a free ride but they will not help you if you are American. Strange?

I do not want to be a refugee in my own country, but we are. I don’t want to be one of the fallen. I want my family and me to survive. I have already lost one child to the evil of this world and I can’t lose another. I just can’t survive it.

The only miracle that can help is the miracle if money, money to fix our truck, money for a home and a way to help my son, Andy find a normal life. We live in Missouri and when Missouri cuts, they cut help for the disabled. That is where they make their cuts.

If you can help, please do. If you are willing, please help.

Just email me at ajthompson_5@hotmail.com

P.S. This could have been avoided. Had my husband and I had an opportunity when we were young to get educated then we would not be suffering. I know this because all of those that I went to school with that went right on to college and never got hurt by anything bad have got it good today. They have homes and cars and jobs and families and neighbors, hope and love. Learn something from this.

Thank you for listening and I hope that you are having a great life!

Prologue For Anne's new upcoming novel, Ghost Am I. Coming Soon!

 

Her name is Andrea Jane Rye

Death came and took her life

The act was brutal

the death insane

but angels came and took her pain.

In the cosmic mist of heaven

angels gave her spirit

new breath, new life

new strength and power.

She has returned

Dear Andrea Jane

So come close

and listen well

because she has a tale to tell.